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Friday, May 19, 2006

Talking About Life

Speaking about love, ahh, what a bunch of memories. too many the good ones, but one too many the bad ones need to be told. Love life is nothing but expressions. In love a man can be, sunk deep into the forehand of a goddess. Me too, actually. when i was young and greedy, i used to have a lot of pleasing girlfriends, most of them were the petite ones. but i was so greedy that i kept on chasing the very best of them all the way through, that i ended up realizing that there's no more girls who can satisfy my sky-high expectations.

looking back at life, to all of the women i have left, all of them have already got themselves good joy boyfriends, even husbands and fiancee. And here i am standing at the point of no return, to ponder and to regret my mistakes and my sins. Alone in the dark, boring life, wasting my time for nothing in particular, juz to wonder whether this life is still the same as before. i am happy for them, even though i miss them in every and each way. but a spilt milk would never be recovered as it goes mix with every other subtances it meets all the way into the cracks of stones.

I would be more than happy to continue my life to do whatever that i could, and i am now at the peak of my time; im doing my research on robotics and everyone is turning their heads into it, i am one of the popular icon inside the university for my appearances and my mind talks, and i am like a brother to many other souls, as for that i think, i act and i talk like a 25 year old man.but then, when night comes and there is nothing to do, i always think about my lonely life. i need love as well as other humans, but who am i to exceed God's will? pathetic, that i have spent my portions of life with many beauty queens, but i left them for the better ones, just to realize that the one i am searching for, is the one who only comes in my dreams.